Cursed Fables - Generation Three - Part Thirty One
I’m sorry again guys. A lot of things stopped this chapter coming out as soon as I would have liked. Which I will list briefly at the end of the chapter.
For now…enjoy this chapter!
After hearing Darcy’s life story I didn’t know what to say to her, what could I say? She was a human girl who had got caught up in supernatural affairs that she knew no part of. This case could be huge, if these people had organized all of this, to get information out of the Council then they had to be serious…but to use innocent humans.
“Calen?” She asked me, hesitation thick in her voice. I looked toward her, “Chris can come back right? To how he was. He can be changed back. Tell me he can!” She pleaded, losing her cool for the first time since she’d stepped foot in the Council building.
My heart broke for her, maybe Duncan had been right all that time ago. My heart wasn’t cut out for this job. “Darcy…I don’t know. I can’t tell you anything without knowing what was done.” If. If something was done. But I didn’t have the guts to say it to her face.
“I’m sorry,” She said after a few minutes of silence. “That wasn’t fair of me to spring on you. How could you know what went on anymore than I could?”
I smiled at her softly and told her not to worry. I reassured her about the events that would follow, I went over everything that I could think that would help her. I tried to explain the procedure, they’d interrogate her on what she knew, then probably present her with possible suspects, seeing if she recognised any.
They’d want to know everything about her, everything about Chris. But at the same time I felt like Darcy would be able to cope with that, she was tough, tougher than I had originally gave her credit for.
“You’ll be in there too right? I won’t be on my own with a vampire or anything will I?” She asked me, surprisingly not sounding scared or sceptical at all. I’d told her that supernaturals were real but that was about it. I figured it would be easier to explain with an audience.
I chuckled. “Yeah I’ll be there. It’ll be fine anyway, it will only be Kev who is the leader of this branch, and Jace who is acting in charge of the council until Quinn returns. Both of which are harmless.”
She cocked her head. “Quinn….I think I recognise the name.” She struggled.
I shrug. “Probably in the files you took. He’s involved in most of the big stuff….he’s also my relative.” I said with a wink.
“Wait, so you’re related to the head of a Council of supernatural vampires…..are you one?” She probed.
“Me? God no. Quinn is my relative as of generations ago. In that time my bloodline has seen wolves, fairies, genies and….well you wouldn’t begin to imagine!” I informed her, surprised at how good it felt to finally be able to tell someone about my lineage. The way I saw it, the more Darcy knew, the more prepared she’d be. That could only be a good thing.
Although judging by the confused look on her face, something wasn’t making sense in her had. “But something must be special about you…it was your DNA that Chris was asked to pick up after all.” She reminded me.
Darn. I had hoped to avoid this subject all together. “Technically it was my grandmothers…but yes. There is something special about us…you see, my eyes are special.” I struggle to form the words in my head. It was hard to explain when I understood so little of it myself.
“Well yeah…they’re hardly common, they are the lightest shade of grey I’ve ever seen but-“
I chuckle sadly, and hunch over. “I wish that was all it was….you see…..I’m cursed.”
“Cursed?” She asked looking more sceptical than anything else. “As in a witches curse? Wait they exist too right?” I couldn’t confirm it…but judging by her tone and expression…she was more excited about this than I think she wanted me to let on.
“Yes they do, and no…not exactly. I think my parents know more about it than they’ve let me in on, but basically each generation one of us inherits a curse, each generation it’s different and each time it’s a different emotion. Just by looking someone in the eye we can make them feel it, for example for my grandmother apparently it was happiness.”
Darcy idly scratched her head and sighed. “That doesn’t like a curse to me…must be nice to have everyone be happy around you.” She mused.
I nodded my head silently. “It sounds good. But from what I’ve read up on, she was targeted for it. She was made to use it so a bad group could exploit peoples weaknesses. When she eventually managed to escape she had to watch her back all the time, she never knew who to trust until she met my grandfather…it wasn’t romantic or anything. They were more like best friends, but he gave her the one thing she always wanted…my mother.”
Perhaps Darcy was just grateful for the topic change, but she leaned in, resting her chin on her knees. “And her curse was?”
I grimace, I’d felt sick the first time her curse was explained to me. I hated even thinking about what my mother must have gone through. “Her eyes promote lust in others. She learnt that when her sisters boyfriend all but jumped her. After that she didn’t want the idea of love or falling for anyone. She was accidentally responsible for several break ups…just one look could make anyone crave someone else…Dad was different though. He’d been with her forever and wasn’t affected at all by her eyes!” As a child their story had seemed perfect, with the ultimate happy ending. Now I was older I appreciated it even more.
“So he was immune…without an explanation?….I remember you mentioning a few weeks ago that I was immune to…to whatever your curse is.” I looked over at her and felt my cheeks flush.
Did she think that’s why I was helping her? Because I expected her to get with me? I hastily shook my hands between us. “Yes you are, and I’m really happy about that. But that’s not why I’m helping you, honest!” I hastily explained.
This made her chuckle and keep her eyes on me. It was nice, not to have to avert my eyes to someone other than family. “I know that stupid, I just can’t picture you being cursed at all. You’re so honest and…pure. Bet you’ve never even kissed anyone.” She winked.
I said nothing. It only made her eyes bulge.
“You’re kidding!”
We were interrupted by a exaggerated cough. “Calen, can I borrow you for a sec?”
I turned to see Dana standing there, no more than a metre or two away from me and wondered how I hadn’t noticed. I hadn’t seen Dana in so long I had to double take to make sure it was me she was talking to. She looked different also. More serious than she had before.
Darcy leant forward and looked between us. “Dana I presume? The one who abandoned Calen for months?” She raised a brow.
Dana looked horrified. And extremely pissed. “Is that what he told you?” She asked outraged.
Darcy shrugged. “It was an observation. And a fact.”
Trying to stop a argument from starting I stood and asked Dana if we could talk across the room. I’d always hoped the girls would meet but…not quite as explosive as that.
I followed Dana who turned to give Darcy one last glance over and then stood so she was obstructed. “So this is the girl you ignored all of our training for?” She asked voice strained. It also appeared that she couldn’t stand still, not to mention her eyes looked hollow, it was clear she hadn’t been sleeping properly.
I run a hand through my hair and wince. “I didn’t…ignore it. I took actions that I thought appropriate during the situation. She was going to have to know all of this anyway, I had to gain her trust to bring her here!” I explained my trail of thought. Still she didn’t look convinced.
“She admitted to you that she broke into one of our bases and stole records. That means you were justified to bring her here by force.” Dana repeated one of the lines I had learnt vigorously during my training.
My fists curled. “And what good would that have done? She would have shut down towards us completely. She’s human!”
“A human that managed to sneak through our security! Who knows what files they took! Our agents..our friends and families could be in danger right now!” She argued, finally showing some sense of life. Though I’d wished it wasn’t anger aimed at me.
“That wasn’t her. It was her boyfriend.” I countered.
She scoffed. “God, you’re just a lovesick puppy aren’t you!”
I narrowed my eyes. “No I’m not. I’m being a considerate person! Unlike you right now. Not everything can be done by the book.” I pointed out.
Then the most shocking things of all happened, Dana started crying. “Damn it Calen…do you know how serious this is? You could be suspended…or worse. And all I can do is blame myself..I left you on your own. I shut you out completely when you were just as confused as me.”
“Dana…Dana please stop crying. And don’t blame yourself either. I am the one who decided to reveal myself to Darcy. I will take full responsibility for it. However I won’t agree that it was the wrong thing to do. I stand by my decision.” I told her smoothly, wishing that this had gone differently.
Finally we were talking, but instead of talking, we were shouting.
She sniffed and hastily tried to dry her eyes. “Emily sent me your report early..wanted me to have a heads up before the meeting…..she’s not affected by your eyes?” She asked, taking me by complete surprise.
Emily was another distant relative of mine and had been assigned Dana and I’s mentor during training. She was one of the coolest people in the Council to us, being very down to earth and although she was serious when she needed to be, was more like a friend than a mentor. Which I guessed was why she sent the report to Dana. She’d always ‘rooted’ for us. Go figure.
“Yes, she isn’t affected. At all. She lied to me about her identity and a few other instances. Why?”
“Because,” She started “While we were….not talking I had plenty of time to do research. And…not all of it was directly about the case. I dug up all I could on your eyes, all the facts and theories…and I couldn’t settle for the fact your emotion was ‘honesty’ so I did some more digging.”
My curiosity was truly peaked. “And I’m taking that you found something.” She nodded.
Well apparently the curse was cast centuries ago right? Things were different then, they considered things differently. One big thing they reserved was purity.”
Purity? My mind immediately jumped to my first session with Jace and Stefan. When they’d concluded I was cursed at the young age of 7. That I could force the truth from anyone. Purity…wanting to be good.
“That makes sense!” I said filled with a sense of excitement and joy. Having a name to my curse somehow helped. If I knew what it was….I could beat it! Just like my mother had…once she’d fallen for my father, had married him her power over lust faded. There was hope.
“Also,” Dana added, popping my hypothetical bubble. “Being pure doesn’t just mean being good and honest…it also means-“ She fidgeted. She kept looking over towards Darcy’s direction and scowled. Then looked back to me. “You know…no interactions before marriage.”
Huh?
And then all of a sudden, she pulled me close, her arms came around me and all I could do was stand there, grateful that we were talking, that she was holding me. Yet her words confused me.
“You big dummy! I never hated you….I don’t think you’re disgusting….I’ve been crushing on you ever since I was a little girl.” She was sobbing again, but holding me so tightly that I couldn’t move away or move to support her. “But every time you look at me…I just felt so repulsed. My feelings were replaced with something else, so whenever I was alone, I’d want you. When I was with you..I hated you. So we could never be together…not like that.”
I was left winded, standing there lifelessly while my mind tried to comprehend what I had just heard. Dana liked me…she more than liked me and yet my curse had placed an invisible wall between us as it were. As long as I had it…we couldn’t be together. It wasn’t right.
If we couldn’t look each other in the eye, than what was the point?
“I would rather have that…I’d rather wish things could be different when I lie in bed at night alone with my thoughts than be without you…these last few months were horrible!” She went on to reveal. I hated the thought that she had been going through this. Alone.
“Dana….you should have called me,” I breathed, trying to get her to look at me, but she held onto me so tightly I couldn’t without risking hurting her. “No, I should have done more to reach you. I just gave up to quickly.” I settled.
She finally released me and met my gaze but she didn’t scowl or even look distant as she had for a few years now. She looked relaxed, content. “That is just so you isn’t it? Trying to pin the blame on yourself. It’s ironic your curse is purity…because you are the sweetest person I know.”
And then to my surprise she kissed my forehead, and kept her forehead against mine. “I love you…like the annoying brother you’ve always been.” When I looked down she was smiling, just grateful that we were together again.
And I felt the exact same way. I had missed her terribly, but that was because she had always been there, people always assumed we were siblings, and I had always been okay with that. I was starting to realise that maybe that was what our relationship had always been. At least on my part.
I hated the idea that Dana could love me and yet be unable to express that if she wanted. That my eyes changed her, but she said that if she didn’t think of me like that, but as a brother, she was fine. As long as I had her.
We both turned to look when the doors whooshed open and Kev stepped out a somewhat grim expression on his face. He looked over at Darcy quickly and thankfully smiled reassuringly at her before addressing Dana and I.
“Okay guys, Jace is ready to commence the meeting now, however…there is something you should know Calen.” My heart dropped. Was I not going to be allowed to sit in?
“Yeah?” I asked, Dana shifted a little closer to me, face determined.
To my surprise even Kev moved away little awkwardly. “It’s uh….he’s not alone in there. Your mother is accompanying him.”
Oh. Crap. Suddenly my mouth had dried up in a instant and every instinct was telling me to run. “Okay then.” I managed to blurt out. As he retreated back into the doorway, Dana followed him in there. Hopefully to try and ease the tension down in there.
When Darcy saw the look on my face she stood anxiously. “Is everything okay?”
I brushed off her concern with a hopeful smile. “Everything is fine…I just learnt my mother will also be attending the meeting. She’s an agent too. I forgot to mention that.” I say with scratching the back of my neck.
“Wow…that’s pretty cool. So what, did you learn hacking when you were a kid?” She asked rather sceptically.
I laughed and gestured for her to follow me in. “Nah, I only started 4 years back. It’ll be fine, Mum can be strict but fair.” I warned as I punched in the code to let us enter.
~~~~~
When we entered everyone was already sat in place. It was more apparent than ever that all eyes were on us. It didn’t bother me in the slightest, after all my whole life I had been watched with either curiosity about my eyes or jealously about my family.
I wondered how Darcy took their stares. She had always seemed calmed and collected by most things, but recently I had seen a more gentle and human side to her. And I didn’t consider it a bad thing either. If anything it made me more certain that I had been making the right decisions. She was worth breaking the rules for.
I only hoped those closest to me agreed with that decision. Jace had been a constant in my life from nearly the beginning. Without him I wouldn’t have even the slightest bit of control that I have over my curse now. But it was clear even to someone as young as I, recent events had taken a lot out of him. And though it was common knowledge he had trained Quinn how to survive and fight in their youth, leadership was something Jace was not cut out for.
“Thank you all for gathering for this most urgent of matters. As I’m sure we are all aware of the severity of this matter, and of course the fact this case involves a human. Miss Cholly, could you please describe to us in detail the events that lead to yourself and another breaking into the Council building some months ago?”
Ouch, right to the punch. Usually Jace would have eased into this…it didn’t bode well with me, to how this meeting would go.
Darcy nodded without hesitation and retold the story that she had told me outside, and the only details she left out were the ones regarding how deeply her childhood scarred her. Part of me wanted to let the others know of it, to make them see that Darcy really had no choice in how things turned out but respected her decision.
“I didn’t know how severe our actions were. And Chris….Chris isn’t acting like himself. Ever since he met Adrian he’s been a completely different person. He’s not the same person I grew up with.” In that moment I think I respected her even more than I previously had. To stick up for her friend, without any regard for herself.
Darcy was different in every sense of the word.
“I see. Thank you for sharing this with us Darcy, and though that fact still remains this young man managed to break into a top secret facility and made off with private records about those in my care.” Jace concluded once she had finished. The others had been silent the entire time. When suddenly my mother let out a surprised gasp.
“Christ Jace. Think about it. When Quinn and Stefan tracked me down to Bridgeport, who were they investigating? Adrian. Surely that can’t be a coincidence?” She directed to him. Both Darcy and Dana looked to me but I could only shrug my shoulders, just as confused as them.
“Opal, Bridgeport is a very big place. The chances of these two cases being connected are…”
My mother turned to Darcy. “The name of the club?” When Darcy replied, she paled. “Oh God.”
Jace leant back in his chair, seemingly thinking about the possibility.”We never did manage to bring him in. Their entire operation had moved by the time we arrived. There is also the link that…that Alyssa confessed to us she had been dealing with Adrian while you were in the city.”
My mother stood so hastily, her chair fell back against the floor. “When did she do this?” She cried.
“When she returned looking for you. No, we haven’t seen her since….since the raid.” Jace said calmly. The raid…the night that Dana lost her father. And we regained Jace.
And my grandmother was taken.
“Doesn’t it seem strange that this Adrian took the time to break into the Council and only take the files regarding my grandmother? This had to be planned. But why?” I addressed, hoping that one of them would have the answer. There was already so much about my curse that I didn’t understand.
Now this.
“He was interest in my abilities when we met. He tried to have me use them to benefit his company. I never did think to ask what he was doing. But the rumours that I heard were…horrific.” My mother replied, wrapping her arms tightly around herself, looking strangely vulnerable. I was then torn between comforting her, and being there for Darcy.
“What rumours? What does this creep do? Is Chris in danger?” Darcy sounded extremely frantic as she asked the question. A question no one answered.
Jace slammed a hand onto the table loud enough to get everyone’s attention. “Enough! I know this is difficult and emotions are running high, but we can’t do anything without the correct preparation. If this is the same guy, then we cannot afford to have him slip through the cracks again,” He turned to both my mother and then to Kev. “We will contact the other Heads and see what the proposed plan will be. For now you should all get some rest, Dana will you allow Darcy to stay with you for the evening?”
Considering their earlier conflicts I expected Dana to indeed have an issue with bunking with Darcy. Instead she nodded her head and looked to Darcy. “I can’t imagine the situation you are in. But I know it sucks to have people around you making it worse. Besides, it’s my duty to help people. So it’s cool with me.”
I had never been more grateful for my best friend. “Thanks Dana.” Darcy said bluntly, looking forward and understandably worried.
Our session was ended, and the 3 of us were sent to our respective rooms.
~~~~~
I’d slept alone in my room for approaching a year now, and yet I had never felt as lonely and out of place as I did that night. Sleep was simply not an option, my senses were running wild and a million and one thoughts raced through my mind.
Perhaps I was the cause of all of this. If these guys were looking into my families curse, than surely everything leading up to this had been planned.
Did this ‘Adrian’ know about Darcy and I? Had he used Christopher for this very reason? If so…how could I ever look Darcy in the eye again?
And why did that bother me so much?
Someone knocked on my door. “May I come in?”
I knew that voice anywhere. I could never deny my mother. “Come in.”
This would be the first time that I had spoken to my mother face to face, since I’d begun the mission. I wondered what she thought of the decisions I had made. I smile hesitantly at her and move so she has more space on the sofa. She smiled back and sits beside me, just as I’m about to speak she pulls me close and holds me like she used to when I was younger.
“I missed my baby boy so much,” She breathed, and I had to refrain from mentioning how hard it was to breathe in her grasp. “It’s only been under a year and yet you’ve grown so much. Not physically….but as a person.”
I looked myself over on instinct. Besides the look that I had honestly gotten used to, I didn’t feel or look any different. But I guessed mothers knew best and all.
“Yeah well…I’ve been through a lot. Had to make a lot of hard choices too. How have you all been? Is Liam keeping up with his schoolwork?”
She laughed and filled me in on everything. Mum and Dad had taken smaller missions closer to home, and Liam had indeed been doing well in school. My heart swelled with loneliness that I wasn’t there to be with him. With all of them.
We spoke about home for half an hour, and yet the feeling of dread never left me. I knew I couldn’t avoid the subject forever.
“Mum….I know you must be mad that I broke protocol on my first case but-“
“I’m not mad,” She interrupted, but her tone was gentle not strict. I raised a brow at her, face clearly confused by her words. “I may be an agent Calen, but I’m also your mother. You put everything on the line to help someone who was lost and defenceless. How could I scold you for that?” She asked me softly.
I shrug my shoulders slightly, before running a hand through my hair. “I guess so…but still, it was risky.”
“Everything in this job is. Don’t ever think otherwise. There is no ‘right’ way to handle anything, it’s all about in the moment decisions…no amount of training can prepare you for it.”
I could not believe she was being so okay with this. I expected her to at least lecture me. Tell me I was wrong.
“I wasn’t prepared for this. That’s for sure,” I admit with a half laugh, frowning at how clammy my forehead felt. Probably due to my apprehension about how this would go. “Mum, Darcy isn’t affected by my eyes. At all. Dana summarised that the emotion behind them is purity…I wasn’t sure at first but. Well I like the idea of being able to name it. You know?”
She nodded. “For the longest time I didn’t know a single thing about my eyes. My mother had left long before I was born so I couldn’t talk to her about it…but you can always discuss it with me. You know that right?” She looked at me expectantly. I took a deep breath.
“How did you know what you had with Dad was real?” I asked quietly. She looked at me with a knowing grin.
“Is my baby boy crushing on this girl?” She asked with a smirk.
“No!” I replied a little to hastily. “…Maybe. But it’s complicated.”
“Because of this boy. Christopher.” She closed her eyes and put a hand on my knee, getting my upmost attention. “I think it’s important for me to say that I like Darcy. She’s a incredibly strong willed girl for her age. And you didn’t see the way she was looking at you whenever it overwhelmed her. Don’t count yourself out just yet….just. Don’t do anything stupid.”
I clasped my hands together, gripped them tightly. “I doubt Jace will give me the chance to do anything again. I’ll probably be suspended.”
My mother shrugged. “You’ve gotten the case where it is. I don’t think Jace will penalize you that strongly.”
“Let’s hope,” I agreed, fidgeting as I had been before. It was then that the door opened slowly, and in peered Darcy. Who came up short when she realised I wasn’t alone.
“Ah…I’m sorry. I didn’t realise you had company,” She started with, hands behind her back, swaying slightly as she spoke. The idea was strangely cute. “I couldn’t sleep and when I saw your lights were still in thought I’d keep see you, but-“
I was about to stand to speak with her, when my mother put a hand on my shoulder and went to meet her instead.
“It’s fine, I imagine you both have a lot of thoughts going on in your heads right now. It’s only to be expected you’d seek each other out after all. I was just on my way out anyway, so don’t let me keep you.”
Darcy bit down on the inside of her lip but nodded, stepping to the side to give my mother room.
To both of our surprises, she stopped in front of Darcy and put a reassuring hand on her shoulder too. “I know this must be overwhelming. You’ve been thrown into the middle of things you can’t possibly accept right away…but it gets easier. I promise. I was in your place myself when I was not much older than you.”
Darcy looked down and closed her eyes, expression pained. “Mrs Tale, thank you…but because of me, you may be in danger. I don’t see how you can stand to be so nice to me.”
My mother gave her a pat before stepping back. “Calen get’s his gentle nature from me you know,” She winked. “Besides…no one blames you down there. I hope you realise that. We appreciate the situation you were in and understand that you didn’t know what you were being dragged into. You are not a bad person Darcy, and by the sound of it, neither is your friend. We may be from a completely different background to what you’re used to, but we share the same emotions as you.”
“You two be good now. Know that there are several vampires in the building and they will know if you two get up to anything.” She sang over her shoulder, making me cringe, and Darcy surprisingly blush. Once the door closed she turned to me.
“That was…unexpected.”
I chuckle. “You’re telling me. I can only apologise. My mother reads to many romance novels.”
At least Darcy was a good sport and shrugged it off. She sat beside me where my mother had been only a few minutes ago.
“It’s sweet. All of this. Everyone is so nice and…not what I’ve become used to. So…thank you. I keep thinking back to when I happened to stumble across you, and can’t figure out if I regret our first encounter or not.” She started with, looking unsure and cautious. I raise a brow.
“Why do you say that?”
“Because I’m worried that this is all going to come back and bite you in the butt. And I wanted to make something clear to you too….I know there is a chance that my Christopher might be gone. I don’t want it to come to that…but I’m a realistic thinker…I won’t let it break me.”
I was secretly glad. I knew Darcy was as tough as they came, but she was only human after all. I feared that she would be blinded with denial about her boyfriend, and would break once the possible reality hit her.
“Well that’s good. As my mother pointed out, I don’t have many friends…I can’t afford to lose even a single one.” I joked.
She laughed with me and then shuffled so she was looking at me more thoroughly. “You’re an idiot you know that. You don’t even want to know how I can even imagine functioning after taking that hit?”
I give her a sarcastic look. “Okay, you got me. How could you continue functioning?”
“Because I have you in my life…I didn’t think I could ever feel as close about anyone in such a short period of time but…I’ve really come to depend on you Calen. I trust you completely and…that scares me. Especially after what happened with Chris but…when everything is over and I’ve had time to think things through…well…maybe?”
My mouth had suddenly gone dry. If she meant what I thought she meant…
“Are you saying that you want to..go out with me?”
Again her cheeks looked slightly red as she nodded, rolling her eyes. “Maybe. I would need to sort things with Chris out first obviously…but. I don’t want to hurt either of you. You understand?”
I nod, hesitantly pulling her hand into mine, lacing my fingers through hers. “Is this okay?” She nods, scooting over and putting her head in the dip of my shoulder blade.
And it was there that she fell asleep, looking as peaceful as I had ever seen her. Strangely she looked younger too. I couldn’t believe the events of the last day.
I’d learnt there was someone out there, who knew of and was interested in my curse, my family was proud of the decisions I’d made, Dana and I were friends once more…and Darcy felt the same sparks that I had.
I couldn’t blame her for wanting to wait though…I wanted her to know that she wanted me too.
I kissed her brow softly. Loving how she nestled closer to me in her sleep. “I won’t let anything happen to you.”
With her beside me, sleep grew possible. But as I surrendered to it, Duncan’s words suddenly came back to me.
Don’t let that big heart of yours get in the way.
Fuck.
~~~~~
It was just after noon the following day when Darcy, Dana and I were summoned back to the meeting room. To my surprise it was only Jace who was present, however that ever present grim expression was still in place. Which I instantly decided was not a good thing.
“Before we begin I want to point out that any of you can decline this mission and face no consequences because of it. Darcy, we have decided that no charges should be pressed against you. As for Christopher…well we’d like to bring him in for questioning,” Darcy was about to speak up, but Jace held up a hand for silence. “Although we do need to ask him questions about how he managed to break in, and for information about Adrian and his business, our primary objective would be to run and tests and see what has been done to him physically and mentally.”
I think we both let out a sigh of relief at that. Because of their verdict, things would go a lot smoother and a lot easier on everyone involved. I wondered how they had come to this decision.
“What will happen after he is observed?” Dana piped up, voice filled with curiosity.
Jace’s face scrunched up in a instant as he scratched the bridge of his nose. “it’s hard to say. The tests will determine what the next step will be. But we can address that issue once we get to it…for now, we have a more pressing issue.”
“And that is?” I decided to ask, already knowing I probably wouldn’t like the answer.
“We want to bring him in with the least amount of resistance possible. We also don’t want to alert Adrian to our operations…and the best way we can think of to do this, is to use you Darcy.”
My blood practically ran cold. They would use Darcy. Anything could happen to her if our plans were uncovered. I’d seen how angry Chris had gotten once he found us together. What would he do if he uncovered she had done this?
But before I could even begin to think of an alternative, Darcy had given her answer.
“I don’t care about me. Do whatever you need to, to stop this. That asshole will pay for what he did to Chris and me.”
I’m sorry for the delay between this chapter and the last…my cooling pad broke, making it extremely hard to take pictures or type, and then I came down with the mother of colds. (Still have it in fact)
I also aim to purchase a desktop within the next few weeks. So it may take a little while for me to get CC sorted, and everything up and running again. But I do aim to get this generation done soon.
Still, there is a lot of this story to go. Let’s see how it all plays out right?
Happy Simming!